Chen Luoyang gently knocked on his jade pendant.
A red light flashed on the jade pendant.
After a while, the red light flashed again.
Chen Luoyang waited patiently.
On this evening, he felt someone approaching the dark underground world.
Under the control of Chen Luoyang, a path was opened in the dark world.
Zhang Tianheng walked in with a hill-sized package in his hand, "Hierarch, these are the things you ordered."
He put down the items one by one, "There are a total of 104 kinds of poisonous flowers, Cangyun Spirit Spring, Wuxu Mud, Dragon Head Sand, and sap extracted from the branches and leaves of the Spirit Tree …"
"Very good." Chen Luoyang nodded, "I'll leave the Divine Land to you. Pay special attention to the appearance of new Void Portal."
Zhang Tianheng nodded. "This subordinate obeys."
Chen Luoyang looked him up and down and nodded slightly, "Good progress."
"It's all thanks to the Hierarch's guidance." Zhang Tianheng knelt on one knee, his eyes filled with fanaticism.
The Ancient God unified the Divine Land. In terms of resource collection, it was naturally much more powerful than when it was only a corner of the Southern Wilderness.
Of course, the cultivation bases of the powerhouses of Ancient God Church also benefited from it.
Zhang Tianheng was talented, but he joined the sect later than Wang Fei, Nie Guangyuan, Xiao Yuntian, and the others. He had not been exposed to the superior martial arts of the Ancient God for long, so his cultivation was slightly lower.
Before, he had already reached the peak of the tenth realm and could break through at any time.
After taking over the position of the White Tiger Hall's first seat, he followed the Ancient God to sweep the Divine Land. With high spirits, he naturally reached the eleventh realm.
With the Ancient God's integration and collection of resources in the Divine Land, especially after Chen Luoyang's continuous battles with the masters in the Snowy Plateau and the East Sea, Zhang Tianheng also benefited from teaching the people in the sect.
Right now, his entire being was different from before. He just needed some time to accumulate, but he was not far from the twelfth realm.
Chen Luoyang watched him leave. He nodded in his heart, then shook his head.
As his cultivation and strength grew, the Divine Land's repulsive force on him became stronger and stronger.
When the time was right and he was prepared, he would eventually head to the Red Dust World.
After going there, putting aside what he could do, in order to maintain sufficient control over the Divine Land, he needed capable people to oversee it.
At present, because of the harvest from the mortal world and the integration of the resources of the Divine Land, the Ancient God of Shenzhou was bound to usher in a leap forward.
He just didn't know if he could make it in time.
If he went to the Mortal World and was completely isolated from the headquarters, then there was no need to mention it. If he wanted to have a plan in the headquarters, then he would need to bring along his trusted aides.
At that time, who would go to the mortal world and who would stay in the Divine Land would have to be carefully considered.
Chen Luoyang sorted out his thoughts and first focused on his own cultivation.
He first took Heaven's Heart Sand, Heaven's Rain Dew, Cangyun Spirit Spring, Wuxu Clay, Dragon Head Sand, and other treasures to mix.
Then, he began something that seemed to have nothing to do with martial arts practice.
Pottery.
However, Chen Luoyang's pottery technique was completely different from the craftsmanship of ordinary craftsmen.
His method of making the blank, no matter how one looked at it, seemed to be holding a strange boxing stance.
When one blank was scrapped, Chen Luoyang changed another one, persevering.
With this process, a fist intent gradually condensed and took shape.
In front of Chen Luoyang, an ancient god also gradually stood up and looked at him.
With the completion of the pottery blank, Chen Luoyang fired it into shape.
A simple and simple black pottery pot appeared in front of Chen Luoyang.
Chen Luoyang clenched his five fingers into a fist and held it forward, holding a boxing stance, while the other hand waved in the air.
More than a hundred kinds of poisonous flowers and grasses flew in front of him and lined up in midair.
Chen Luoyang took them one by one, bit half and swallowed it, then put the other half into the black pottery pot that he made.
Every kind of poisonous grass, not to mention ordinary people who didn't practice martial arts, even low-level martial artists would die instantly if they ate it, without any hope of survival.
However, with Chen Luoyang's current cultivation, these poisonous flowers and grasses were actually not much different from ordinary spiritual flowers and grasses.
If he ate them directly, even if he didn't use his cultivation to dissolve it, it wouldn't affect him, and the amount would be useless.
There were only a few that he needed to pay attention to and use his cultivation to eliminate the effects.
After eating all one hundred and four kinds of poisonous flowers and grasses, Chen Luoyang's fist momentum changed slightly.
In the eyes of the god, there was a flash of divine light, as if a real ancient god or devil had descended to this world.
In the black pottery pot in front of him, many poisonous things gathered, and it had already started to produce purple poisonous smoke, even showing a faint colorful light.
The colors were gorgeous, but it gave people goosebumps just by looking at it.
Chen Luoyang's expression was normal, and his fist momentum changed slightly again.
The god stretched out his palm and covered the black pottery pot.
Time passed bit by bit.
As time passed, Chen Luoyang's fist intent became more and more refined.
In the end, the huge god disappeared, and the fist intent became stronger.
Chen Luoyang's own palm pressed on the black pottery pot.
There was a flash of divine light in his eyes.
His palm didn't move, but a crack appeared on the black pottery pot at the bottom of his palm.
Then there were more cracks, until the black pottery pot completely broke.
However, after the pottery pot broke, the hundreds of poisonous things that were originally sealed in it all disappeared, and not even a bit of ash could be seen.
It was as if they had never been sealed in the pottery pot.
After the black pottery pot broke, the many pieces did not stop, and quickly turned into fine powder, becoming finer and finer, until all of them completely disappeared.
It was as if Chen Luoyang had never fired a black pottery pot like this before.
He retracted his palm, and silently sat cross-legged on the ground without moving. He adjusted his breathing, silently recited the fist scripture, and comprehended the fist technique.
In his mind, the mysterious black pot appeared again, and its surface flashed with a dark golden light.
On the surface of the pot, a circle of simple but mysterious runes flashed continuously.
And in this dark golden light, the god just now could be faintly seen standing.
As Chen Luoyang stopped, the dark golden light in his eyes became jet-black again, and the god that was projected from the mysterious black pot in his mind disappeared.
Slowly exhaling, Chen Luoyang stood up and left the stone temple, gazing at the gloomy underground world in front of him.
Outside the stone temple, in the gloomy darkness, there was a towering divine tree. Its surface flashed with a faint blue light, and a graceful power concept came from it. It resonated with the gloomy underground world in front of him, mutually reinforcing each other.
… …
In the world of mortals, the righteous and demonic battles continued, and there were even signs of it becoming more and more intense.
However, during the battle, experts from the Western Paradise and the Milky Way lineage retreated from the frontlines and went to Southern Chu.
"Great Master Shan Kong, Mister Gao, sorry for troubling you to come from afar."
Southern Chu's Martial God General Hua Longtao cupped his hands in greeting.
In front of him were two people. One was a grey-clothed old monk, and the other was a middle-aged man in his forties.
The old monk was the Western Paradise's longtime elder, Great Master Shan Kong. He put his palms together. "General Hua is too polite."
The other middle-aged man was the Milky Way lineage's sword expert, Blazing Sun Sword Gao Nanzhai.
He looked at Hua Longtao in front of him and asked, "General Hua, you said before that you have enough Qian Kun Medallion to allow us to descend to the world below the mortal world?"
Southern Chu's Martial God General Hua Longtao answered, "There is only one Xian Tian Palace's Qian Kun Medallion here. However, our dynasty has also gathered a Heaven's Descent Stone and a Bright Sky Yarn. It is enough to ensure that the three of us can descend to the Divine Land below the mortal world."
Gao Nanzhai nodded, "If so, it couldn't be better. This time, we must kill this monster, Chen Luoyang, and avenge Junior Martial Brother Yang and Junior Martial Brother Yu."
He turned his head and looked at Western Paradise's Great Master Shan Kong, "This time, I will have to trouble Great Master to come out."
Great Master Shan Kong put his palms together, "Amitabha, Benefactor Gao is too kind."
"The demon's treasures are mysterious. If Great Master didn't bring Ksitigarbha's Wheel down to the mortal world, it would be difficult to restrain the demon's methods." Gao Nanzhai said, "Junior Martial Brother Yang and the others should learn from their mistakes. We must be on guard."
As he said this, he looked at Hua Longtao, "I will also have to trouble General Hua to restrain the demon's' Ru Shou '."
Hua Longtao smiled, "As long as the Earth Hades doesn't suppress it, with Mister Gao's swordsmanship, even if 'Ru Shou' is affected, it won't be a big deal."
Gao Nanzhai said, "A slight deviation is enough to be fatal. We can't be careless. If the demon doesn't have any real skills, even with his treasures, he won't be able to harm the lives of Junior Martial Brother Yang and the others."
"Mister Gao is right," Hua Longtao said. "The secret of his treasures has been leaked, so he will probably be on guard. We need to be careful that the Ancient God has also sent people down to the mortal world to help him."
"Even though our dynasty is fighting a fierce battle against the Ancient God, if one of them goes down, it can affect the situation of the battle."
The Southern Chu General said, "Therefore, I feel that we may need more experts to help us."
Gao Nanzhai muttered, "Our sect temporarily doesn't have any suitable people."
The Tianhe lineage valued quality over quantity. Even though they were few in number, most of them were strong, and almost all of them could be considered direct descendants.
However, there were too few people, and the number of fifteenth realm experts was even more limited.
Yang Xuan was dead, Wang Di was not around, and they had to take care of the battle against the Blood River. Having Gao Nanzhai was already their limit.
Even though the Western Paradise had many people, it was difficult to have more direct descendants of the fifteenth realm.
Southern Chu's Divine Martial General Hua Longtao said, "I naturally understand this. Isn't our dynasty the same? Fortunately, there are other experts who can accompany us, and he has a treasure that can descend into the mortal world with him. "
Gao Nanzhai and Master Shan Kong both asked, "May I know which sect he is from?"
Hua Longtao took out a talisman and ignited it. The talisman turned into light and floated in midair.
Then he reached out and smeared a few times on the light.
Not long after the light dissipated, Gao Nanzhai and Master Shan Kong simultaneously felt someone approaching from afar.
Before the person could appear, Master Shan Kong put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. Gao Nanzhai frowned slightly.
When the other party appeared, Gao Nanzhai immediately glared at Hua Longtao.
"Someone from Fusang Island?"
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